Smoky Hoss

Abandoned Prairie - Poem by Smoky Hoss

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A house sits emptyUpon the plains, Left so suddenlyTo bear it's own pains -The windows brokenDoors open, Dust walks right in...and right out again.

No other homesAny where in sight, It moans aloneIn the darkest part of night -Sitting isolated on the Western prairieHolding memories too strong to bury, It looks and longsFor all who are gone...From this country so solitary.

The abandoned prairieLaughs in the wind, At those intrudersWho tried in vain to tame this indefinate land -With their weak cattleTo replace the buffalo, And wretched reservations to captureThe proud Indian people of long ago.

Where are these invaders now, andHow shall they be found, Lying so stillIn the cold prairie ground.And yet, the endless wind blows onSinging so contrary, The only one to neverAbandon the lonesome prairie.